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“. . . beneath the surface, Emily was trying to understand if writers were responsible for the feelings they prompted in others: if hurling a word had the same effect as throwing a stone. Was imagination—like a loaded gun—the one pulling the trigger?”

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Book:These Fevered Days: Ten Pivotal Moments in the Making of Emily Dickinson
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“Ever Wonder? by Stewart Stafford Ever wonder why the gales howl? Screams of the multitude departed, In all those mauling, biting attacks, Life numbed in interminable silence. Ever wonder why woods are tangled? Matted hair from a sprite's dwelling, To catch the lost, nosey and wandering, Their hair caught to make new tangles. Ever wonder how waves roll over white? Sea horses rising and diving underneath, The sun striking their wet necks glinting, A trick of the light of white horses riding. © Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”

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Author:Stewart Stafford
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“Interpreting events;' interpreting the universally visible, entirely INdubitable Revelation of the Author of this Universe: how can Dryasdust interpret such things, the dark chaotic dullard, who knows the meaning of nothing cosmic or noble, nor ever will know? Poor wretch, one sees what kind of meaning HE educes from Man's History, this long while past, and has got all the world to believe of it along with him. Unhappy Dryasdust, thrice-unhappy world that takes Dryasdust's reading of the ways of God!”

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Book:History Of Friedrich II of Prussia Volumes 1 - 9: Frederick the Great
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“I used to live a short distance away from a standing stone which, at full moon and/or Midsummer’s Eve, would dance around its field at night, incidentally leaving unguarded a pot of gold which, in theory, was available to anyone who dared to seize it and could run faster than a stone. I went to see it by daylight early on, but for some reason I never found the time to make the short nocturnal journey and check on its dancing abilities. I now realize this was out of fear: I feared that, like so many stones I have met, it would fail to dance. There was a small part of me that wanted the world to be a place where, despite planning officers and EU directives and policemen, a stone might dance. And somewhere there, I think, is the instinct for folklore. There should be a place where a stone dances.”

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Book:The Folklore of Discworld
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